Chapter 513 Abnormalities of the Ancient Wilderness
The ancient tribe of the Wilderness has been short of money recently. Shen Lang had already guessed this when fourth-level spiritual materials frequently appeared at auctions.
When the Jiutian Xuanyi, which had been collected by the ancient tribe for a long time, was put up for auction, Shen Lang felt more and more that the shortage of money among the ancient tribe might be more terrifying than he imagined.
But he still didn't expect that the ancient tribe of the wilderness actually spent an astonishing one trillion wealth in just half a month!
What the hell is this concept? A family like the Murong Family existed in Guyang City, and the Wild Ancient Clan could defeat three such families in half a month.
"Hey... don't say you won't help. I'll say the ugly things first. I can't afford the money. Even if I take out all the wealth I have, it won't be enough to fill the gap between the teeth of the ancient tribe." Shen
Lang said very directly.
"Of course I don't mean that." The old man with black beard said with a smile: "It is true that the ancient tribes of the wilderness are short of money recently, but in my opinion, the key issue should not be money."
"Then what happened?" Shen Lang asked.
"This... I'm not sure about that either," the old man with the black beard said.
Shen Lang was immediately speechless and looked at him in confusion, thinking to himself, you don't even know what's going on, why are you asking me for help?
"Sir, don't worry." The old man with black beard said: "You can probably tell that I am not a member of the ancient tribe of the wilderness, but just the person in charge of the auction house."
"Yes." Shen Lang nodded. The aura of the people of the Wild Ancient Clan was quite special, completely different from ordinary monks. He had long known that the person in front of him was not a real member of the Wild Ancient Clan.
"My dear, Hemmerson. The Xiong clan was very kind to me in the past, so when I got old, I took care of myself here. I helped the ancient tribes look after the scene, which was considered as repaying some of the kindness. But strictly speaking,
After all, I am an outsider, so I don’t know much about the affairs within the clan.”
The old man with black beard introduced himself first, and then said: "But the situation recently has been really weird."
"First, for some reason, the ancient tribes of the wilderness seem to be in urgent need of a lot of money."
"Secondly, this is what I think is the weirdest thing. In the past, people from the Xiong family in the ancient tribe would contact the old man, either to explain some things or to take some supplies back from the auction house. But recently,
However, he is not a member of the Xiong clan, but has become a member of the wolf clan."
Shen Lang raised his eyebrows: "It means that the person in charge of money in the ancient clan has been replaced? This doesn't seem to explain too much, right?"
The old man with black beard continued: "It's not as simple as replacing people, and it's not just people from the wolf clan, but also people from the Tmall clan. All in all, it gives people a very confusing feeling."
"Confusion?" Shen Lang vaguely understood the hidden meaning behind the black-bearded old man's words.
For any family or force, wealth and materials are extremely important. Generally speaking, they are managed by highly trusted people within the family. How can they be easily replaced?
If the power of wealth was simply handed over from the Bear Clan to the Wolf Clan, it might be said to be some internal arrangements and adjustments within the ancient clan. But with frequent changes of people leading to chaos, what should we say about this?
There is no doubt that the financial chaos actually means the internal chaos of the ancient tribe at this time. In other words...
"It's too early to make wild guesses." The old man with black beard said: But there are some bad signs in the ancient clan's current situation. I really can't worry about it, so I want to ask sir for help."
"You think too highly of me. I'm afraid I really can't help you with this." Shen Lang shook his head. He knew very well how much he weighed. The foundation of the ancient tribe in the wilderness was no weaker than Qingyun, and he didn't know what was inside.
There are so many great practitioners in the Kongming Realm, maybe even strong ones in the Dongxu Realm.
How could he be so virtuous and capable as to take care of such a noisy matter?
"Oh, sir, you may have misunderstood." The old man with black beard said quickly: "I have no intention of letting you go personally to the ancient tribe to take risks."
"Sir is Qingyun's junior uncle, and he has a high status in the Qingyun Sect. Although the ancient tribe of the wilderness has secluded themselves from the world, they have frequent contacts with the noble sect. So I just want to ask you to pass this news back to the Qingyun Sect.
So you can nip it in the bud." At this point, the black-bearded old man suddenly took out a Qiankun ring and said with a smile: "Here are 100 billion spiritual stones, please accept it, sir."
"Hey! I can help you with this small favor, and the spirit stone will be waived." Shen Lang refused the black-bearded old man's kindness without hesitation: "Isn't the ancient tribe very short of money recently? Although I am thick-skinned, I also
I won't do such a small favor and then blackmail you again."
"Thank you! Thank you so much!" The black-bearded old man thanked him repeatedly. Sending a message seems to be just a small thing, but when ordinary people go to Qingyun Sect to send messages, they may not attract the attention of Qingyun Sect. But if Qingyun's junior uncle personally delivers the message, then
Qingyun Sect will definitely pay attention to it.
Having achieved these goals, the old man with black beard stood up and left with satisfaction.
Shen Lang didn't take it seriously and didn't pay too much attention to this trivial matter. He just thought in his heart that he was planning to return to Qingyun Sect anyway, so sending a letter was just a matter of effort.
As for what happened within the ancient tribe of the wilderness, he asked himself that he couldn't control it, so he, who never liked to be upset, naturally forgot about it. Instead, he looked at the woman wearing a fairy skirt next to him and hugged her.
He stood up and said jokingly: "Well, she does have the temperament of a goddess."
"Tch..." After hearing this, Xia Qianye became a little unhappy, "Then why are you hugging me if you don't hug me if there is a real goddess?"
"Well...she's not as pretty as you." Shen Lang threw her on the bed and took off the clothes he had personally put on for her.
"Hey, to be honest. After all, he is the bloodline of the legendary Nine Heavens Goddess, and he is your first love. Are you really not interested at all?" Xia Qianye asked tentatively.
"What about the bloodline of the Nine Heavens Goddess?" Shen Lang said.
Bloodline may be important, but it doesn't mean everything. To be honest, he still has mortal blood, but now he has demon bones inexplicably and is also the master of the Sunlight Immortal Sword?
Thinking about this, he leaned over and kissed the woman under him, and whispered: "At this point, we don't envy her. Isn't she the goddess of the Nine Heavens? When one day you and I are the best, I will let you become the goddess of comparison.
Someone with more talent.”
"You're bragging again, aren't you? Could it be that you can help people change their lives against the odds?" Xia Qianye glared at him. Although she felt that Shen Lang's words were probably coaxing her, she still felt very comfortable in her heart.
"Change your destiny against the will of heaven? Of course." Shen Lang smiled evilly, with powerful ambitions growing in his heart. But his ambition had nothing to do with the world, only to do with himself and his destiny.
Because the first thing he has to do is to change his destiny against the will of heaven! Change his own destiny! He, Shen Lang, is Shen Lang, the comfortable Shen Lang, not some emperor who is burdened with fate! The emperor's fate is none of his business
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Self-centeredness and self-centeredness! This is his ambition and his devilish heart!
However, at this moment, Shen Lang suddenly noticed a very familiar breath... No, strictly speaking, it was not a breath, but just a vague feeling in his heart, as if there was something familiar.
, an existence that is somehow related to him is approaching.
Shen Lang looked out the window in confusion, and happened to see a figure of a man in black robes flying past against the background of the bright moon...